AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)


Monday, October 29, 2012

Lonely Blue

There is something lonely and sad about one shoe lying near a beach.
This one was left near the carpark at Portsea Ocean Beach.

A single blue shoe
Looking as if it was loved
Now lost and alone

Linking to:
Blue Monday


Sylvia K said...

I agree with you, Gemma, there is something sad about it and makes you wonder where the other shoe is and who they belong to! Lots of questions with no answers!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

That is a poignant photo - and poem. Lovely.

Genie said...

It looks as lonely as my one leaf stuck in the tree. I cannot help but wonder the stories it has to tell. Looks like it has been a few places. A nice blue to brighten a dreary night waiting for the winds of "Sandy" to hit us. genie

Marleen said...

Great find.

kulasa said...

meaningful blue capture....may it find its pair one sweet day...:)

Lina Gustina said...

Great find and capture of a lonely blue shoe!

Ann said...

I'm afraid I've lost quite a few flip flops in water over the summers. It's time to store them all away here.

Cafe au lait said...

Great capture. You're right, there is a feeling of sadness with just one slipper or shoe.

My Blue Monday.

Deborah Kay at The Paint Splash said...

My sis lost one of her favorites in my lake. It was found about 2 months later, after the other was thrown away!

Joyful said...

You are right! Great capture ;-)

SmilingSally said...

Thanks for sharing. I'm sorry to take so long to comment, but my computer acted up.

I look forward to reading your comment on my blog.

Happy Blue Monday, Gemma.



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